When lightning meets a rainy day, it creates darkness; when dry wood meets fierce fire, it ignites passion.
With a bang, Xiao Si rose from the ground. Though small and lean, he still appeared robust in front of Feng Jie. The two struggled on the pure white clean sheets, intoxicated on a dream bed of ecstasy, their wanton laughter both soothing and mesmerizing.
This floor was a hotel-style private room specially set up in the nightclub, with rooms lined up along the corridor, separated by walls. On this day, Xia Mei and the Shanxi boss were in the room next to Feng Jie and Xiao Si, similarly engaged in upper and lower body interactions.
Afterwards, Xia Mei announced an even more shocking news: she would take Xiao Si to the United Kingdom. Mainly because Xiao Si’s capabilities were indeed top-tier in the cultural industry.
With such a high divorce rate in the UK, if he went there, he would definitely find his own life.
Later, under Xia Mei’s persuasion, Xiao Si indeed left the coal mine to seek a bigger opportunity in the UK. Perhaps, from then on, they would solve their difficult life of facing each other in silence.
Chapter Sixty-Four (Feng Jie’s Awkwardness)
Feng Jie grasped her last hope and stayed in England. Xiao Si was also exceptionally admitted and became Feng Jie’s accompanying student. At the time, he was just a coal miner who could only dig in Russia. Suddenly, he was told to go to such a distant place, and moreover, he was told he could have as many girlfriends as he wanted, each more beautiful than Feng Jie.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Si was so open-minded. Although everyone yearned to go abroad and see the world, even if it meant doing menial jobs, most people still lacked the courage to challenge life. After so many years, they remained narrow-minded.
Actually, at that time, the group Xia Mei organized was considered advanced intellectual and cultural professionals. Moreover, they all had to fight against submarines, return to the country, and continue to serve the nation – that’s what it meant to be returned students.
Because they were overseas and always liked to kneel while working, Chinese people respectfully called them “sea turtles.” However, some people were just like bastards. This was Xiao Si, who originally promised to return and repay Xia Mei, but he forgot where he came from and forgot about Xia Mei.
Back then, he forgot about Xia Mei and consequently forgot about Feng Jie. Now he must make up for it doubly, with Feng Jie giving him some exclusive memories. Xiao Si was still that slightly timid self but with more spirit in his eyes. He took a long time to figure out how to practically win over Feng Jie. Xiao Si approached her and said, “Feng Jie, look, my subordinates are all useless. Why don’t you bring some of your people over? The treatment is negotiable. As long as they’re sharp, they can reach your level.”
Xiao Si’s level was indeed high; his words were impeccable. The current Feng Jie was relying on these girls, of course hoping they’d excel. But if they all surpassed her, it would be somewhat sad. At the very least, she would sigh about the vicissitudes of life.
[Xiao Si’s Confession]
What was this? Simply self-humiliation.
Starting to act like a big shot, not agreeing, going back on his word, and now begging others to save his business – and all it took was a glance from Feng Jie.
Feng Jie listened to Xiao Si’s sighing, looked at his face and was furious. She turned to Xiao Xiang and the other sisters, saying, “Let’s go. People like him should be left to fend for themselves.” As she was about to board the bus, she turned back and smiled at Xiao Si, “I hope you choke while eating and then drown while drinking. You should hurry and meet the King of Hell.”
But Xiao Si didn’t hesitate. He knew Feng Jie’s power. If he didn’t make a desperate move, he might go bankrupt and end up back in the coal mine. Thinking about these potential tragic consequences, he ran after Feng Jie, climbed the steps, and caught up with her, grabbing her hand.
Feng Jie could hear and anticipate Xiao Si’s footsteps. As he grabbed her hand, just as she was about to kick him away, Xiao Si dramatically knelt before her, tears in his eyes, looking at her tenderly – his first love. Choked up, he said, “Feng Jie, I… all these years, I’ve been remembering you. I’ve searched for your figure in my dreams, wanted to dial your phone to hear your voice, but I gave up.”
If I only had three days to live, I’d use them to pursue you wholeheartedly, even if I’m crushed to pieces. I’d crawl to see you. If I could only say three words, I’d use all my breath to say: I love you.”
After his speech, Feng Jie rolled her eyes and smiled, “Oh, using all your breath? Are you trying to suffocate me?” Although Feng Jie would no longer accept love, she was touched by Xiao Si’s passionate confession. At least she wasn’t as angry as before.
Seeing Feng Jie’s expression soften, Xiao Si pressed his advantage, sincerely expressing his heart. “Feng Jie, I know you’re magnanimous. Just consider my previous words as a fart that polluted the environment and ruined your mood. But I had just woken up, was groggy, and hadn’t even brushed my teeth.” Xiao Si’s playful manner made Feng Jie and her sisters laugh heartily.
After a burst of laughter, Feng Jie stopped, lowering her head to look at Xiao Si, who was kneeling and staring at her intently. After a moment, she coldly said, “Speak, what do you plan to do.” After all, Feng Jie had been back in the country for many years, and her entire network had been taken over by Xiao Si. Even if she left with her people, she would have nowhere to go.
Xiao Si heard that Feng Jie had forgiven him, and his smile was like the April spring breeze. He stood up, scratching the back of his head, laughing, probably thinking about how to please Feng Jie.
Feng Jie impatiently looked at him and scolded, “Are you growing a sore on the back of your head?” Saying this, she raised her hand and slapped Xiao Si’s face. With Feng Jie’s force, Xiao Si should have been knocked down in pain. But today, she was furious and hit him hard, sending him tumbling down the stairs. He rolled several times, stopping in front of his group of ladies.
Feng Jie was now interested. She looked at Xiao Si lying on the ground and walked down with her sisters to see what capabilities he had developed.
Feng Jie walked in front of Xiao Si and kicked him directly in the chest and ribs, causing him to let out another cry of pain.
Watching him rolling in pain, Feng Jie felt comfortable.
People like him who do things without sincerity and apologize without originality should be educated.
After a while, Xiao Si finally calmed down. Lying on the ground, he looked at Feng Jie in front of him silently, this time truly out of temper.
Feng Jie had already thought of a plan. She squatted down, smiling beautifully at Xiao Si, her slightly plump face full of flowers, revealing layers of wrinkles. Feng Jie gently stroked Xiao Si’s already purple face and said, “For the sake of your face, I forgive you.”
Xiao Si laughed, as if he had been beaten by Feng Jie. He sat up, looking at Feng Jie with admiration, “Are you okay? I’m sorry.”
Feng Jie said nothing, standing up with her arms crossed, turning to look at the gray, cold sky. Xiao Si stood up, thinking behind her, and hesitantly said, “I’ll arrange all our ladies here. I see there are many people. If we really can’t manage, I’ll transfer them to another bar. How’s that?”
Hearing Xiao Si, Feng Jie remained silent, still looking at the gray clouds in the sky. Xiao Si understood what Feng Jie meant. He slapped his pants leg, gritted his teeth, and shouted, “Then… 20% commission.”
” Given Xiao Si’s current bar scale and revenue, 20% commission was enough to open a very high-end establishment, a nightclub.
